User blog comment:Eyegrim/The Lord of Destruction/@comment-4547544-20120322195205

Starting scenario for Nombolo “Why … why do I have to end here..really.. why???” This thought circled over and over in Nombolos head. Five days had it been since his raft had been smashed by …the thing. Five days he was running without any orientation through the swamps.. always hoping to find a sign or hint where in the Name of acorn and eggshell he was. And now his hope to was fading… after reaching the same cross road for the twentiest time. A sudden rustle in the bushes to his left made him look up…